Zelriane pulled his hand back, narrowly saving his fingertips. But he didn't stop his momentum, quickly pushing right back into Bruce's zone of control with another flurry of strikes and parries in the moment before his clones interfered. He struck forward with several punches before the clones closed in, one two three four five- Then he paused, swung his right foot up in a full body rotation towards the first blade, redirecting the first slash with a parry using his [i]foot[/i], while angling his small body to dodge the second with his right leg fully outstretched above his head, and his torso almost horizontal with the ground. Part of his Gi was torn away by Bruce's Ki in the process, but he was quick to follow through even further. As soon as both his feet his the floor, Zelriane dashed around one of the clones, taking its back and kicking through its torso.

	[color=007236]"Cage me once more,"[/color] Zelriane goaded with a quick voice, almost inaudible in spite of his movements. In the same moment, he took a familiar stance, and aimed to cut straight through Bruce and his clone in one swift motion.

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	[i]"Akari"[/i][/color]

	Zelriane's body was like a sonic storm, punches and kicks with reactions that took any modicum of sportsmanship off of the table. A one on one encounter was his preferred scenario. With only one target, he could predict every move while his sight was unimpeded, and react with his superior speed before there was much of a chance to do anything. Without anyone to interfere, he could continue to solidify his pace, and pick up his tempo with a series of dodges, counters, and unbearably powerful initiative. Without any sort of solid defence, Bruce was fighting a losing battle.